(4,3) UNTIL OUR MIRACLE REACHES YOUR HEART - CHAPTER 4, PART 3


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The summer of my senior year of high school went under the radar.


 We didn't eat ice cream while whining about the tedious cicadas, we didn't play with water on the beach, and we didn't enjoy fireworks on the beach at night. Of course, we did not attend a summer festival, and the hands of the clock only advanced.


 After that day, we avoided contact with each other.


[I am sorry for making everyone feel bad because of my selfish behavior that day.]


 I repeatedly typed and erased such messages, and our last communication ended up being the one on that morning.


 I thought that if we met face to face, I could apologize in a more natural way, but fortunately or unfortunately, we were in the middle of summer vacation. I never met Takumi by chance, and somehow we never worked the same shift, so the days just passed by.

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Let's see, first of all, there is something I have to explain to you all.


 On the first day of the new school year, I saw the homeroom teacher scratching the back of his head.


 I was so busy this morning that I snuck into the classroom right in time for the first day of school.. Although I recognized Takumi and Rio, I felt a little uneasy about the fact that Kurumi was not in the classroom. I wondered if she had caught a cold. I hadn't been in touch with her for a long time, so I had no idea what she was up to.


 Suddenly, a sharp ringing in my ears hit me.


According to the teacher, one night during summer vacation, a truck crashed into the bus she was riding in. Fortunately, neither the driver nor any of the passengers were seriously injured in a life-threatening way.

 However, Walnut, who was sitting on the side where the truck collided with the bus, suffered a severe blow to the head. As an aftereffect, she suffered from memory impairment.

 After three weeks in the hospital, she was diagnosed as having no difficulty with her daily life at this point. Just after the homeroom teacher's explanation, she entered the classroom with a nervous look on her face. She then bowed her head and said, "Nice to meet you. I look forward to a better relationship"


Our gazes never met.


"Um, Kuru… Nakata-san…"


 During the lunch break, I made up my mind and headed over to her. She was spreading her lunch box with Rio, and she blankly looked up at me. 

There was no trace of the sadness and disappointment that had been present in her eyes from the last time we broke up.

 This dashed my small hope.


"Umm…

"I'm Ishikura Leaf, from the same class as you."


"Ishikura-kun."


 I was so excited that I could not believe my eyes. It was as if she was memorizing something she didn't know.


 It was a shock to me.


 Before we became friends, she had called me "Ishikura-kun." She kept her distance from me with somewhat frightened and wary eyes. Now she was in front of me again. She called me "Leaves!" and gave me a carefree smile.


 — She has forgotten me.


"I know about school and my family, but the faces and names of my classmates are fuzzy... I can remember things from elementary school and stuff, but I can hardly remember anything after high school. Sorry."


 Kurumi smiled apologetically and Rizakura kept her gaze averted from me.

 Takumi was not in the classroom. I saw him talking to Kurumi during the second period break, so I guessed he had already confirmed that she had no memories of us.


"No... It's nothing for Nakata-san to apologize for, and from now on, we can make memories again."

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My words were somewhat awkward, as if I was speaking in katakana[1].


Not wanting her to bring her eyebrows any lower than she already did, I tried desperately to keep myself composed.


 Besides, there was no lie in my words. She had not forgotten everything. She would probably regain her lost memories at some point in the future, and we could create bonds and memories again in the future.


"Thank you, Ishikura-kun."


Takumi, Rizakura, Kurumi and I were all here. We were within a distance where we could see each other and talk to each other.


 "If that is the case, then we would be fine. It will definitely be okay. If it is us, we will be fine," I told myself and continued, "Well then, that's it." Then I left.


T/N: [1] Katakana: In modern Japanese, katakana is most often used for transcription of words from foreign languages or loanwords.



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